CHAPTER 520: CHAPTER 280: WITHERED WOOD SPRING _2

"Let me reveal a little in advance."

"There is a gift called ’Star System Map’, which marks a large number of legal wormholes and coordinates, helping you better find a planet suitable for settlement and survival. Illegal wormholes are unstable, posing a risk of collapse, and arriving at the wrong location can get you wanted."

"Second challenge—"

"All Train Captains will not enter alone anymore, instead, they must operate their own trains."

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"..."

Chen Mang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the panel that appeared in front of him and the token flashing red inside the drawer.

Remember, how could he not remember.

This Adventure Map was the most unique map he had ever encountered, a map where failure within could affect the safety of the region, and it was also the most richly rewarding map, giving him a total of 50 Level 4 Ores.

This map was originally a map of the red area.

Before they entered the red area, under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t come into contact with this map. However, the map located in the red area of "Dusk Coast" was at the junction of two regions and could be hit by artillery shells, allowing trains from the purple region a chance to enter.

The second challenge is no longer about Train Captains entering alone.

Which means.

The elements of mystery have decreased significantly, and more elements might involve conflicts between trains. The other trains are likely from the red area, while his Level 15 train from the purple area feels somewhat uncertain.

He really wanted that "Star System Map" as the ultimate reward.

"Let’s prepare, enter in 48 hours to see the situation, and strive to succeed."

"At that time, I estimate Li Shiji will have to contribute a lot, ask him to rest well and maintain optimal physical strength and condition."

"Yes!"

"..."

Chen Mang said nothing more, instead looking at the control panel screen. They were about to enter the red area, and above the red area were only the gold, pink, and Seven-Color Regions. In other words, he was just a few steps away from the most powerful and crisis-prone Seven-Color Region on this planet.

The end seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

Only he did not know what was at the end.

Nor did he know what awaited him upon reaching the end, whether it was a reward or a greater crisis.

...

Neon City.

By this time, it had already finished its grand opening, and residents were celebrating in the Neon City square, while not far away lay a large group of residents scattered about, all of whom had serial numbers within the top 1000.

At first, these residents were quite excited, as they could arrive in Neon City a day early and participate in the wedding of the Train Members.

This gave them a sense of superiority.

This was the privilege of having a low serial number as a resident.

Especially in Doomsday, being able to participate in a lively wedding banquet was a very happy occasion. However... soon, things started to go awry. After attending the first wedding banquet, there was a second, and after the second, there was a third...

And just like that.

They attended twenty wedding banquets in a row.

Afterward, this group of residents numbered in the top thousand became somewhat dazed, like walking corpses. If you placed the scenes of the eighteenth wedding banquet back before Doomsday, it would look like a gathering of addicts who had overdosed.

Just like the streets of Mo.

The air faintly smelled of a burnt sour odor.

Many things often develop in extremely unexpected ways.

"Master Mang."

Mr. Li looked at Master Mang standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and glanced down at the tablet in his hand, reporting: "Today’s net profit from the ’Wedding Hall’ project is 11.6 million units of iron ore, with almost no cost at all."

"Helped 20 trains successfully hold golden weddings."

"No one chose a silver wedding."

"That’s a no-brainer."

Chen Mang leaned on his cane, softly saying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, "If there’s a golden wedding, who in their right mind would choose a silver wedding? How many mining robots were sold yesterday, and what was the total profit?"

"Yesterday, 110 mining robots were sold, earning a profit of 825,000 units of iron ore."

"Total profit is—"

"67.79 million units of iron ore."

"Not bad." Chen Mang nodded slightly, fully expecting the sharp decline in revenue from the "mining robots," considering the limited population of Neon City. Those who needed to buy had purchased last time, indicating that the newcomers had no need for mining robots.

"How many people came yesterday?"

"A total of 2312 people."

"Once the population exceeds 5000, prepare for daily operations."

"Yes."

Chen Mang was about to continue discussing the construction of Neon City when he suddenly heard Fang’s voice behind him.

"Master Mang..."

"Hmm?"

He instinctively turned his head and smiled when he saw Fang, saying, "Why are you here? Are you planning to relax in Neon City with everyone?"

"No, President Ai asked me to come in and find you. President Ai said the Cyber Mining Machines have been shipped."

Chen Mang looked over at Mr. Li: "Take yesterday’s profit out of Neon City."

Then, without any pause.

He vanished from the spot.

...

Back in the train room, Chen Mang found Ai already waiting beside him, immediately speaking: "Train Captain, it’s been indicated that the Cyber Mine has shipped, but we don’t yet know what exactly it is."

"Either a pickaxe or Level 9 Ore."

Chen Mang walked into the bathroom and meticulously washed his hands, as if washing away bad luck, then lit a cigarette and strode toward carriage No. 2 with a faint look of anticipation.

"It’s a fifty-fifty chance, let’s see which one we encounter."